Poetry Hazel Posted on September 5, 2012 by Nicole DiGiose Warm autumn day Open November skies Sunrise whirling with whisking leaves Captured in your eyes Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Is it the day, that is warm, or is it you love, when i am in your arms…
Your eyes are always glossy, like the golden barley farms,
In where, i root my thoughts,, amazed with wonders of your charm..
Colorful. Is that a poem of yours?
Thank you Kirsten!
I’m in the middle of moving things around and adding to it. I couldn’t help but to keep thinking about this poem at work and was jotting down notes when I could.
Thank you, Ray!